If only the lies that fall from your tongue
would be ablaze like searing red coals,
as they rolled from your lips
smoldering into the depths of your heart,
bursting into a rampant inferno
sucking every ounce of oxygen from your being
to feed its own existence,
ensuring disintegration of
everything in its path,
leaving your remains
a pile of ash and charred bones,
I’d take the biggest breath I had and blow!
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